Rowan's P.O.V.
The moment we stepped onto the compound, my eyes found her.
Raven stood near the training grounds, arms crossed as she spoke with one of the healers. The late morning sun kissed her dark hair, making it shine, and even from a distance, I could see the faint bruises lingering on her skin from the battle. My stomach twisted. She shouldn’t have been hurt. I should have been there to protect her.
As if she sensed me, she turned, locking eyes with mine. A slow smile spread across her face, something soft and knowing, like she had been waiting for me all along.
I didn’t hesitate. My feet carried me straight to her, and before I knew it, my hands were cradling her face, my thumbs brushing over her cheekbones. “You’re okay?”
Her smile turned teasing. “You think a few bruises wo
